Tuesday, October 15, 2002

Do you think there is something wrong with me? Sometimes when I take a breath I can hear my neck crack…it can’t be good.

Monday, October 14, 2002

The café next to work are selling drugs. Well, not directly. Today at work a few of us bought a cake (happy birthday nick!) and it had to have something in it. Five of us ate cake, five of us went nutty. I have stomach cramps from laughing so hard. One of the girls hyperventilated!

I was threatened to go back into a department that I HATE with a passion…but not even that stopped us…

Now I have the munchies.

Thursday, October 03, 2002


we played German UNO again the other day at the pub. at one point we had 12 people playing at once!! it was fantastic!!!

i think i drink too much.

Long time no visit. Don’t hate me, I’ve just been busy.

On holidays from uni – for one week – gee what a break. I’ve spent the whole time at work. Oh well, I’ve swapped a shift with a guy at work so I get this weekend off but still manage to work on the public holiday on Monday (hello double time and a half!!). Going camping. Don’t make that face! I like camping.

Drinking. Eating. Lying around. Reading. Relaxing. Spending time alone with my man. Drinking. Sleeping. Eating. DOING NOTHING!

How I miss time.

Love list:
Free t-shirts from work
Meeting my man for a picnic lunch
Planning the camping trip

Loathe list:
Someone at work whose name begins with J
Customers that smell like shit
Sun – it hurts my eyes
Chicken pox

Friday, September 13, 2002

I am sssssoooooooooooooooooo tired. I wanna go back to bed. Damn uni. Starting to think this whole masters thing was a bad idea. Actually, I’ve thought that since first week of first semester. Oh well, have to finish what I start otherwise I’ll never forgive myself.

One more sleep and it’s the weekend!!!!! Yay!

Wednesday, September 11, 2002

How do you know when you’re getting old? I’m not old, nor am I near it. But how do you know when you’ve hit that age when you shouldn’t be doing the things you used to? The crazy things, stupid things, thoughtless things…stuff that you can get away with by just saying, ‘hey, I was young and dumb’.

Man, I’ve done some stupid things in my time but I think I’ve hit the point where I never want to do them again. The whole sex, drugs and rock n’ roll thing. Not that I wanna stop doing any of these things, not at all…just maybe not as much as I used to.

Is alternative country music a sign that you are getting older and feel like settling down a little? Or is it just a sign that you are moving even more left of field by alienating all of those alternative souls that used to have things in common with you?

Country music is a bitch of a thing.

Tuesday, September 10, 2002

been in the bathroom for about 90% of my day
my body feels all stiff and sickly

in my peter alexander pjs
got all my washing done
There seems to be a stomach bug going around at work. Poor poor miss mel was feeling very much under the weather and had not eaten since Friday. She managed to keep a muffin down yesterday afternoon. Unfortunately since I woke up this morning I had spent little of my time outside of the toilet. Damn, this better clear up soon – I have a rockin’ weekend planned.

Monday, September 09, 2002

Am about to go to work and am not happy about it. I’m just not in the mood, you know what I mean? At least I work in a different department on Monday, so I don’t have to talk to customers today. That is something I suppose. The people I work with are great, most of the time. Very hypocritical though. But I have discovered lately that most people are, especially me at times.

I’m not in the mood for this week. Too much on, not enough sleep over the weekend, and (not to mention) the copious amounts of alcohol consumed. Here comes a weeklong hangover.

Two couples that I am friends with are getting married this weekend. I’m looking forward to that very much. I’m also planning to spend Sunday at the MCA.

Miss lulu’s list for today:

People at work, mostly
Being tired
This week

This week being over/this weekend
My boy
My extended family (and of course my immediate family)
My new phone